Hollow Ground - Lyrics - Hatebreed

Title: Hollow Ground
Artist: Hatebreed
Composer(s): James Shanahan

Lyric:
From nothing we have risen
And from nothing we still rise
Ahh, take your life back
Fight, fight
Will you fight to take your life back?

Ask yourself what's truly yours in life
Are you in control or someone's slave?
All that you cherish, all that you love
In the blink of an eye can be taken from you

In moments of tragedy we bond
And in weakness clarity thrives
I've been blessed with the inspiration
To take what little I have and always strive

Sometimes surviving
Is all that you can do
I never claimed to have
All the answers or the solutions

My satisfaction is knowing
That my desires will not be killed
With a readiness to defend
What is mine and never compromise

The foundation of our lives
Built on hollow ground
We must unlearn the prejudice
We must unlearn the lies

I've seen the calloused
I know the jaded
I've been disheartened and I've lost control
But I never crumbled in the face of adversity
And I always force myself to believe

The foundation of our lives
Built on hollow ground
We must unlearn the prejudice
We must unlearn the lies

Are you willing to fight?
Are you willing?
Ahh, take your life back
Fight, fight
Will you fight to take your life back?

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Season Of Hollow Soul - Lyrics - Ingénue - K. D. Lang

Title: Season Of Hollow Soul
Album: Ingénue
Artist: K. D. Lang
Composer(s): Ben Mink, K D Lang

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Lyric:
Keen to the shifting wind
I bend to it blind
To rid these kisses of sin
That must stay behind

Sour the fruit of neglect
The core of my doubt
Deprived are my veins you infect
With or without

Fate must have a reason
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul

The ground on which we leave on
How strangely fuels the season
Of hollow soul, hollow soul

Seeds of uprooted chance
Are grains of goodbye
Waving boughs so slowly dance
Questioning why

Fate must have a reason
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul

The ground on which we leave on
How strangely fuels the season
Of hollow soul

Fate must have a reason
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul, hollow soul

Fate must have a reason
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul

The ground on which we leave on
How strangely fuels the season
Of hollow soul, of hollow soul

Fate must have a reason
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul, hollow soul

Fate must have a reason
Why else endure the season
Of hollow soul, hollow soul

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Lilydale - Lyrics - 10,000 Maniacs

Title: Lilydale
Artist: 10,000 Maniacs
Composer(s): Robert N Buck, Natalie A Merchant

Lyric:
Come as we go far away
From the noise of the street
Walk a path so narrow
To a place where we feel at ease

Some think it is haunting
To be drawn to the
Cemetery ground, as we
There's a stillness here
Thankful found

Child's pose angelic
A stone lamb at her feet
Part the matted overgrowth
To read the craven elegy

Some think it is haunting
To be drawn to the
Cemetery ground, as we
There's a stillness here
Thankful found

Born in New Albion
Of Rice family elite
Wed to Myron Bilowe
Thrice with sons
Blessed was she

Some think it so haunting
To be drawn to the
Cemetery ground, as we
God's acre is a fenced in
Hollow ground

Here soon to rise up
Amelia, tender and sweet
Her last words spoke
All is well, all is peace

Some think it so haunting
To be drawn to the
Cemetery ground, as we
God's acre is a fenced in
Hollow ground

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Cry Babies - Lyrics - Ludacris

Title: Cry Babies
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Chris Bridges, Kaseem Dean

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Lyric:
Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

I got people scared as fuck like when condoms break
Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak
So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight
You frostin' like a flake and Ludacris feels great

Who want come face me, face come want who?
And women give me face until they're face turns blue
They can't breathe, dick to mouth resuscitation
A tight squeeze witch stops the length to conversations

I play stations, duck cops and lose agents
I'm doctor love, I close curtains and fuck patients
When I kick and rip and flip an indispensable rhyme
My black ass is so hungry I'll take a bite out of crime

And it'll hurt if I swallow, but even more if I choke
Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that I smoke
You see I crush cowards, funerals I'll send flowers
And I'm on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

You see I'm ambidextrous, I slap ass with both hands
Delete your first steps, but I'll save the last dance
I just bought some new guns my mama said "It ain't worth it"
But I'm at the shooting range just 'cause practice makes perfect

Bullseye, I stunt growth and stop lives
And you run with niggas that's more chicken then pot pies
I'm shakin' your tale feathers
I got big balls, I'm a Sac King like Chris Webber

Luda' will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble
When niggas sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels
My cars got big TV's and satellites
I got a wheel of fortune 'cause I flipped O's like Vanna White

And the survey says? Kill a muthafucka now
Could it be off with his head? Or shoot a muthafucka down
Ground round, ground chuck your ground beef
Bullets gather round then I shoot rounds around teeth

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

I kick niggas in they're ass reboot 'em like laptops
And they wouldn't even box if I gave 'em a flat top
You punks pucker and pout, bicker and babble
Now they all lost for words like I beat 'em in scrabble

You see I'm from a small town called "Fresh out a cop's ass"
Where Mr. Head-potatoes are skinned they get mashed
I smell puss from fifty yards, y'all not playin' with full decks
As if I jacked out ya jacks and left fifty cards

Catch me in Vegas spinnin' the green
I re-up with more chips than a vending machine
Then you can catch me in Rome mackin' some brauds and sticking 'em
And you'll be at home picking your bougars and flicking 'em

A drug dealer's dream, so fresh and I'm so clean
I'm a grown ass man and you're sweeter than sixteen
So go and kick rocks peons you're just rookies
Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

Oh no, I caught him with a blow to the chest
Oh no, my hollow put a hole in his vest
Oh no, I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
Oh no, cry babies go home

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Cry Babies (Oh No) - Lyrics - Word Of Mouf - Ludacris

Title: Cry Babies (Oh No)
Album: Word Of Mouf
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Chris Bridges, Kaseem Dean

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Lyric:
(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

I got people scared as fuck like when condoms break
Or how your heart deals with eatin' eighty pounds of steak
So put your belly on a plate and watch your weight
You frostin' like a flake and Ludacris feels great
Who want come face me, face come want who?
And women give me face until they're face turns blue
They can't breathe, dick to mouth resuscitation
A tight squeeze witch stops the length to conversations

I Playstations, duck cops and lose agents
I'm Doctor Love, I close curtains and fuck patients
When I kick and rip and flip an indispensable rhyme
My black ass is so hungry I'll take a bite out of crime
And it'll hurt if I swallow but even more if I choke
Neighbors called the fire station off the blunt that I smoke
You see I crush cowards, funerals, I'll send flowers
And I'm on the overpass flick pennies at rush hour

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

You see I'm ambidextrous I slap ass with both hands
Delete your first steps but I'll save the last dance
I just bought some new guns my Mama said, "It ain't worth it"
But I'm at the shooting range just 'cause practice makes perfect
Bullseye, I stunt growth and stop lives
You run with niggas that's more chicken then pot pies
Bok bok bok I'm shakin' your tale feathers
I got big balls, I'm a Sac King like Chris Webber
Luda' will take you back to duck hunt and double dribble

When niggas sold quarters and dimes and smoked nickels
My cars got big TVs and satellites
I got a Wheel of Fortune 'cause I flipped O's like Vanna White
And the survey says?
(Kill a muthafucka now)
Could it be off with his head?
(Or shoot a muthafucka down)
Ground round, ground chuck your ground beef
Bullets gather round then I shoot rounds around teeth

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

I kick niggas in they're ass reboot 'em like laptops
And they wouldn't even box if I gave 'em a flat top
You punks pucker and pout, bicker and babble
Now they all lost for words like I beat 'em in Scrabble
You see I'm from a small town called fresh out a cop's ass
Where Mr. Head-Potatoes are skinned they get mashed
I smell puss from fifty yards
Y'all not playin' with full decks
As if I jacked out ya Jacks and left fifty cards

Catch me in Vegas spinnin' the green
I re-up with more chips than a vending machine
Then you can catch me in Rome, mackin' some broads and stickin' 'em
And you'll be at home picking your bougars and flicking 'em
A drug dealer's dream, so fresh and I'm so clean
I'm a grown ass man and you're sweeter than sixteen
So go and kick rocks peons you're just rookies
Headed down stairs to get you some milk and cookies

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

(Oh no!)
I caught him with a blow to the chest
(Oh no!)
My hollow put a hole in his vest
(Oh no!)
I'm 'bout to send two to his dome
(Oh no!)
Cry babies go home

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Hollow Life - Lyrics - Untouchables - Korn

Title: Hollow Life
Album: Untouchables
Artist: Korn
Composer(s): Brian Welch, Jonathan Davis, David Silveria, James Shaffer, Reggie Arvizu

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Lyric:
Beating the fall I can't help but desire of
Falling down this time
Deep in this hole of my making I can't escape
Falling all this time

We come to this place
Falling through time
Living a hollow life
Always we're taking
Waiting for signs
Hollow lives

Fearing to fall and still the ground below me calls
Falling down this time
Ripping apart all these things I have tried to stop
Falling all this time

We come to this place
Falling through time
Living a hollow life
Always we're taking
Waiting for signs
Hollow lives

Is there ever any wonder
Why we look to the sky
Search in vain
Asking why?
All alone, where is God?
Looking down, we don?t know

We fall in space
We can't look down
Death may come
Peace I have found
What to say?
Am I alive, am I asleep?
Or have I died?
We fall in space
We can't look down
Death may come
Peace I have found
I want to say my whole life
Am I asleep?
We fall down

We come to this place
Falling through time
Living a hollow life
Always we're taking
Waiting for signs
Hollow lives

Is there ever any wonder
Why we look to the sky
Search in vain
Asking why?
All alone where is God?
Looking down we don?t know
Is there ever any wonder
Why we look to the sky
Search in vain
Asking why?
All alone where is God?
Looking down we don?t know

We fall in space
We can't look down
Death may come
Peace I have found

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Relentless Intolerance - Lyrics - The Triptych - Demon Hunter

Title: Relentless Intolerance
Album: The Triptych
Artist: Demon Hunter
Composer(s): Donald Christopher Clark, Ryan Curtis Clark

Lyric:
These eyes, they will gaze and reflect
And gauge every thought I reject
Now sway of stance in changing times
Just a narrow mind commanding respect

We stand on the words of the wise
And languish every call to despise
We know the hollow side of their lies

No reformed edition, never losing vision
Now into forever, only getting better
Ways of now, spiral down
How much more we allow

Keeping sight of the vow we made
Never changing
Holding fast to the hope
Never losing ground

So when we stand in the line of wrath
Never changing
True and righteous will know
Never losing ground

The foundations that we used to uphold
Now regarded as the madness of old
Every alteration made to the standard of truth
Is a nail in the coffin we hold

We embody everything they despise
'Cause they see us through degenerate eyes
So when they cast you down as intolerant filth
Stand firm, never bow to the lies

No reformed edition, never losing vision
Now into forever, only getting better
Ways of now, spiral down
How much more we allow

Keeping sight of the vow we made
Never changing
Holding fast to the hope
Never losing ground

So when we stand in the line of wrath
Never changing
True and righteous will know
Never losing ground

See the scorn inside my eyes

No reformed edition, never losing vision
Now into forever, only getting better

Keeping sight of the vow we made
Holding fast to the hope

So when we stand in the line of wrath
Never changing
True and righteous will know
Never losing ground

Keeping sight of the vow we made
Never changing
Holding fast to the hope
Never losing ground

So when we stand in the line of wrath
Never changing
True and righteous will know
Never losing ground

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Falling Away From Me - Lyrics - Issues - Korn

Title: Falling Away From Me
Album: Issues
Artist: Korn
Composer(s): Brian Welch, Jonathan Davis, David Silveria, Reginald Arvizu, James Shaffer

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Lyric:
Hey, I'm feeling tired
My time, is gone today
You flirt with suicide
Sometimes, that's ok
Hear what others say
I'm here, standing hollow
Falling away from me
Falling away from me

Day, is here fading
That's when, I would say
I flirt with suicide
Sometimes kill the pain
I can always say
'It's gonna be better tomorrow'
Falling away from me
Falling away from me

Beating me down
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground

(Falling away from me)
It's spinning round and round
(Falling away from me)
It's lost and can't be found
(Falling away from me)
It's spinning round and round
(Falling away from me)
So down

Beating me down
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground

Pressing me, they won't go away
So I pray, go away
It's falling away from me

Beating me down
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground

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Sun Arise - Lyrics - Love It To Death - Alice Cooper

Title: Sun Arise
Album: Love It To Death
Artist: Alice Cooper
Composer(s): Harry Butler, Rolf Harris

Lyric:
Sun arise come every mornin'
Sun arise come every mornin'
Sun arise come every mornin'
Bringin' back the warmth to the ground

Sun arise fillin' up the hollow
Sun arise fillin' up the hollow
Sun arise fillin' up the hollow
Bringin' back the warmth to the ground

Sun arise she come every mornin'
Sun arise each and every day
Sun arise she come every mornin'
Sun arise every every every every day

She drive away the darkness everyday
She drive away the darkness everyday
She drive away your darkness everyday
Bringin' back the warmth to the ground

Sun arise, sun arise, sun arise
Every every every every
Sun arise, sun arise, sun arise
Every every every every
Sun arise, sun arise, sun arise
Every every every every

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Bm J.R. - Lyrics - Tha Carter (Screwed And Chopped) - Lil' Wayne

Title: Bm J.R.
Album: Tha Carter (Screwed And Chopped)
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Dwayne Michael Carter, Ronald Williams

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Lyric:
Yea shorty, you know what I'm talkin' bout'
I peepin' these niggaz out here they slippin' like they ain't bout
Money no more man, so what fuck, you know what we gon' do ha?
We gon' do what we been doin' nigga, we gon' load up,
Get a lot mo' and a lot mo' and say fuck em', nigga
Keep buyin' shit, keep fuckin' hoes, loading' up on mo' bitches
Then you know what I'm sayin', we gon' get greedy too nigga
I ain't never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind

I got it
I got it

Murder Capitol, only key to survive is kill
If the elements don't murder you, tha Rydahs will, fa real
And niggaz know I go hard to the fullest, get involved
And I got em' playin' dodge ball wit bullets
Yeah, I got the sawed off, fully in the Sean John hoodie
Get fucked ya play pussy
Haa, we hit em' up while dey ain't lookin'
And tha body shots hurt but tha head shots took em'

Damn and if tha red dot spot em' then tha hollow-head got em'
Knock his tops to his bottom Jack, yea
Ya see we grind from the bottom just to make it to da bottom
At the very bottom of da map, Louisiana
Piranhas, every where you at, you gotta wear a extra condom and a
Extra gat, ya bitch could get it fa actin' like a man and niggaz in
Pakistan, impactin' on ya man, I backed his hand
Ya man on command in fronta niggaz he cool wit dem boyz on fan

I'm on hot, I adjust in different climates
Stuck in a animal, keep runnin' wit my prime mates
You ain't did it 'til you done it like in fives states
Weezy-hustle, no blubber, I put on weight
And in a drought I go on a diet and stretch more
Lose all dat weight, leave a nigga wit stretch marks
You'nt even come up to a nigga chest
Pause-up, paw, what tha fuck they play dat in da club fa?

Real Shit I'm duckin' bombs from a drug war
No religion but da cops swear dat I'ma drug law
Father forgive em' fa dey know not who dey pushin' Lord
Father forgive me if I have to send em' to you Lord
I'm just tryna dodge tha shots dey send to da God
They ridin' up high way to Heaven Boulevard

Damn, dem niggaz pussy and jive, not even in tha eye exam
They ain't lookin' fa I, fa A and a K
I'll make ya face crook to tha side
Now when you smilin' everybody gotta look from tha side.
'Cuz when you wilin' you ain't lookin' you jus lookin' high
And when we hungry, you look like pie
Sweet potato-ass nigga, you lemon meringue, apple custard
Cherry jelly, don't make me get tha biscuit busta, yeah

What up chizzle? You my distant brotha
Real shit nigga, same father different motha, shit
I skip tha frontin' and stick to keepin' it trill
You not know me fa nothin' otha
I'm somethin' otha than people you feel
I'm deeper fa real
I'm deeper than skills, my speeches can kill
Rest in peace

Yeah, you underdig, shorty it's all about one thing nigga
If you bout money nigga come fuck with us
If you ain't bout money get the fuck from round us nigga
And whatever you bout we bout it
However you wanna get it we can give it to ya nigga
Order bitch, ya underdig, put ya prints in nigga
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and let's roll
Let me get it back, hey, hey

You sleep in a field fa tryin' a dude
I'll bust ya head to da meat
Turn ya mind 2 food, food fa thought
Think, I ain't lyin' to you
I'll lie his body in grease, set fire to em'
I'll tie his body in sheets, put tha tires to em'
Make em' feel tha escalade
Put his feet in tha blades

Damn, I'm tha heat in tha blaze and niggaz keep they ways
When I'm in tha streets wit Blake, watch
My nigga hungry, he'll eat tha plate
And if I ask tha homeboy, he'll eat ya face, yeah
And tho' he got me, you can ask
I'm like a pool table, I keep tha 8
My side pocket, side wayz, when I pop it
Leave a nigga side wayz, fa five days, bird man talk

Yeah nigga, I tell em', I tell em' again shorty
If it ain't about money
Get all the fuck from round us
Fuck dat, I'm comin' bak gurl

Check my swag, I travel light, sound dog, you play hard
And I gravel like ground dog, I'm under ground call me ground hog
Lay down laws call me ground law but don't confuse me wit da law
Naw, but just confuse me wit my paw because I am the Birdman J.R.
I ain't trippin' nigga, I play tha corner like Rip-Kin nigga
Wit tha 40 Cal Rip-kin nigga, rip a nigga, flip ya vehicle
Split ya windshield, whack ya baby mama
But I let tha kid live

And people say that I am a kid still, 'cuz tha lil' nigga
Still ride on big wheels, you feelin' animal then
Come on and get killed, this kid peel bandannas like bananas
Say I'm slight bananas, I blow a weekend in Havana
In my Gabana wit my bottom bitch from Savannah
Man a train couldn't stop ya man, I'm man up and you not a man
I stand up, say I got my land, I'm tha man of my land
Call it Lil' Weezyana, that's tha new plan

Yeah nigga, you 'bout some money get at me nigga
That?s the only way
Dumb shit we bout that get at me
Nigga roll solo, dolo nigga

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Good And Broken - Lyrics - Hannah Montana 2: Meet Miley Cyrus - Hannah Montana

Title: Good And Broken
Album: Hannah Montana 2: Meet Miley Cyrus
Artist: Hannah Montana
Composer(s): Tim James, Destiny Hope Cyrus, Antonina Armato

Lyric:
All you overloaded, candy coated?
Your life's imploding now
There's a risk worth taking, a pain worth aching
On this hollow ground

We can let go
Don't hold on to all of life's hardest parts
When we think of stopping, let's keep on rocking
To the rhythm of our hearts

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken

Find the magic, go and grab it
Your fate is in your hands
Come on, find a reason to believe
And just tell yourself, "We can!"

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken

Get off your seat, on your feet
Raise your hands, feel the beat
Let it go, lose control
Feel it in your soul

Don't you know what you can do
If you have faith in you
Let's not be invisible
There's no red light in life, just go!

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken
We can, we can, yeah!

Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Good and broken

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The Science Of Lies - Lyrics - The Triptych - Demon Hunter

Title: The Science Of Lies
Album: The Triptych
Artist: Demon Hunter
Composer(s): Donald Christopher Clark, Ryan Curtis Clark

Lyric:
Bow down before the God of cash
The philosophy of modern man is sinking fast
No foundation for the frame by which you set your mind
Just a legacy of fiction for the feeble to find
Desperation breeding faith unto a pitiful lie
Give us your money and we'll open up your gullible eyes

No redemption, not a reason, but a symbol of why
This digression of surrender is the science of lies
No redemption, not a reason, but a symbol of why
This digression of surrender is the science of lies

Believe the sacred blasphemy, they feed
That hollow voice inside of your head
Receive the fleeting fallacy, they breathe
Trace every step from where you were led
Look back and tell yourself what they said, "Now flee"

And now, and now, and now, and now
And now you feel it pulling down
How can you buy into a faith that hasn't permanent ground?
Give me blood soaked, sacrificial worth
Not the artificial product of a fraudulent birth
Give me selfless, consecrated reprise
Not a worthless contribution to the science of lies

Blood soaked, sacrificial worth
Not the artificial product of a fraudulent birth
Give me selfless, consecrated reprise
Not a worthless contribution to the science of lies

Believe the sacred blasphemy, they feed
That hollow voice inside of your head
Receive the fleeting fallacy, they breathe
Trace every step from where you were led
Look back and tell yourself what they said, "Now flee"

Feel it pulling down, down, down, down

Believe the sacred blasphemy, they feed
That hollow voice inside of your head
Receive the fleeting fallacy, they breathe
Trace every step from where you were led
Look back and tell yourself what they said, "Now flee"

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The Fallen - Lyrics - Warrior Soul

Title: The Fallen
Artist: Warrior Soul
Composer(s): Clarke Evans Mcclanahan Ricco

Lyric:
I'm the hard luck kid, throw the bones on the fire
Tear holes through worlds makin' change through violence
Who's really runnin' the place you call home
Who'll climb the mountain, sell their kisses for god's love

Obsolete factories on rust ground dying
Formula cancer America's crying
Decline beauty, worship icons
It's your religion, do what you are told

From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down
From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down

Out in the streets throw the books on the fire
Let them eat debt while they starve on desire
Who's really runnin' the place we call home
It`s your religion believe in the gilded throne

From the top of the mountain all doomed liars fall
From the top of the mountain to where the people crawl
From the top of the mountain to the hard ground below
To the ones you've forgotten, we'll dance on your tombs

Walk with me to the heart of the city
To the purple mountains through the nation of death
That steals our future, programs the child
Makes change through violence while cries for freedom
It worships control and speaks of hollow victories
Of the land it stole

From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down
From the top of the mountain to where the people crawl
From the top of the mountain to the hard ground below
To the ones you've forgotten, we'll dance on your tombs

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Those Thieving Birds (Part 1) - Lyrics - Young Modern - Silverchair

Title: Those Thieving Birds (Part 1)
Album: Young Modern
Artist: Silverchair
Composer(s): Daniel Johns

Lyric:
Those thieving birds
Hang strung from an empty nest
This swan plagued pond
Forsaken and under whelmed

Those leaving words
Hang strong from an emptiness
Hang strong from an emptiness

Those thieving birds
Hang strung from an empty nest
Those thieving birds

This is tearing me apart
If the sun won?t shine
Forever will never be fine
And underneath the hollow ground
Lies a night time sky
For only a desperate eye

When I'm paranoid
I see walls behind walls behind walls
When I?m overjoyed
I see falls over falls over falls

When I?m all alone
I?ll be wary and careful to

Only eat with uncles
Never talk to strangers
God is in the kitchen
Faking baby dangers

Change whatever karma means
For the only things
That end never truly begin

If this streets air ain't up to par
I?ll take my clothes
I?ll take this strange behavior
Not only liked but loved as well

If this streets air ain?t up to par
I'll take my clothes
I?ll take this strange behavior
Not only liked but loved as well

When I'm paranoid
I see walls behind walls behind walls
When I?m overjoyed
I see falls over falls over falls

When I?m all alone
I?ll be wary and careful to

Only eat with uncles
Never talk to strangers
God is in the kitchen
Faking baby dangers

If this streets air ain?t up to par
I'll take my clothes
I?ll take this strange behavior
Not only liked but loved as well

If this streets air ain?t up to par
I'll take my clothes
I?ll take this strange behavior
Not only liked but loved as well

If this keeps tearing me apart
The walls come down
Won?t stop this empty feeling
For everything apart from this

Lonely in life, dead or alive
If the truth had incursions
No more goodbyes, no more big lies
If the truth had versions
As long as you and I are together

I?ll hold onto the jewelry
Like staple strapped clenched fist and tongs

Hang strung from an empty nest
Those thieving birds
[Incomprehensible] out, sing out
Those thieving birds

[Incomprehensible] out, sing out
Those thieving birds
Hang strung from an empty nest

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Good And Broken - Lyrics - Miley Cyrus

Title: Good And Broken
Artist: Miley Cyrus
Composer(s): Tim James, Destiny Hope Cyrus, Antonina Armato

Lyric:
All you overloaded, candy coated?
Your life's imploding now
There's a risk worth taking, a pain worth aching
On this hollow ground

We can let go
Don't hold on to all of life's hardest parts
When we think of stopping, let's keep on rocking
To the rhythm of our hearts

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken

Find the magic, go and grab it
Your fate is in your hands
Come on, find a reason to believe
And just tell yourself, "We can!"

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken

Get off your seat, on your feet
Raise your hands, feel the beat
Let it go, lose control
Feel it in your soul

Don't you know what you can do
If you have faith in you
Let's not be invisible
There's no red light in life, just go!

We can, we can break out of here
Jump on over there where the air is clearer
We can, we can forget the pace
Win in our own race, become a broken chain, yeah
We are broken chains, yeah, good and broken
We can, we can, yeah!

Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Oh we can, oh we can, oh we can, oh we can
Oh we can
Good and broken

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Sin Nombre - Lyrics - The Refreshments

Title: Sin Nombre
Artist: The Refreshments
Composer(s): Brian Blush, Roger Clyne, Paul H. Naffah, Arthur Edwards

Lyric:
Road hard, and I put up wet, I ain't down but I can't get up yet
It's a long ride back to the way I want to feel
Sun down across the plain, I've bee sore before I'll be sore again
No place to hide to keep from runnin'

Laid down in the cotton wood hollow, I left a trail no man could follow
Is it safe to rest my head again till morning
Cracked throat and my canteen's dry and
Rain don't fall from an empty sky
So I'll whisper Hail Marys till the sun comes up

Now don't tell me that part of the story when the cowboy falls in love
When he traded in his pistol and his saddle and the stars above
When the candle's burnin' down, when midnight comes around
You know the best that we can hope for
Is to be laughin' when we finally hit the ground

Road hard, come down tired, strip from the saddle when the rifle fired
Deep in dreams of women and clean water
Well I did before what I'll do again
So forgive me father if I have sinned
But the old wood cracks before it bends

Now don't tell me that part of the story when the cowboy falls in love
When he traded in his pistol and his saddle and the stars above
When the candle's burnin' down, when midnight comes around
You know the best that we can hope for
Is to be laughin' when we finally hit the ground

Now don't tell me that part of the story when the cowboy falls in love
When he traded in his pistol and his saddle and the stars above
When the candle's burnin' down, when midnight comes around
You know the best that we can hope for
Is to be laughin' when we finally hit

Yeah the candle's burnin' down, now midnight comes around
You know the best that we can hope for
Is to be laughin' when we finally hit the ground, yea
The candle's burnin' down, and when midnight comes around

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Those Thieving Birds (Part 2) - Lyrics - Young Modern - Silverchair

Title: Those Thieving Birds (Part 2)
Album: Young Modern
Artist: Silverchair
Composer(s): Daniel Johns

Lyric:
Those thieving birds
Hang strung from an empty nest
This swan plagued pond
Forsaken and under whelmed

Those leaving words
Hang strong from an emptiness
Hang strong from an emptiness

Those thieving birds
Hang strung from an empty nest
Those thieving birds

This is tearing me apart
If the sun won?t shine
Forever will never be fine
And underneath the hollow ground
Lies a night time sky
For only a desperate eye

When I'm paranoid
I see walls behind walls behind walls
When I?m overjoyed
I see falls over falls over falls

When I?m all alone
I?ll be wary and careful to

Only eat with uncles
Never talk to strangers
God is in the kitchen
Faking baby dangers

Change whatever karma means
For the only things
That end never truly begin

If this streets air ain't up to par
I?ll take my clothes
I?ll take this strange behavior
Not only liked but loved as well

If this streets air ain?t up to par
I'll take my clothes
I?ll take this strange behavior
Not only liked but loved as well

When I'm paranoid
I see walls behind walls behind walls
When I?m overjoyed
I see falls over falls over falls

When I?m all alone
I?ll be wary and careful to

Only eat with uncles
Never talk to strangers
God is in the kitchen
Faking baby dangers

If this streets air ain?t up to par
I'll take my clothes
I?ll take this strange behavior
Not only liked but loved as well

If this streets air ain?t up to par
I'll take my clothes
I?ll take this strange behavior
Not only liked but loved as well

If this keeps tearing me apart
The walls come down
Won?t stop this empty feeling
For everything apart from this

Lonely in life, dead or alive
If the truth had incursions
No more goodbyes, no more big lies
If the truth had versions
As long as you and I are together

I?ll hold onto the jewelry
Like staple strapped clenched fist and tongs

Hang strung from an empty nest
Those thieving birds
[Incomprehensible] out, sing out
Those thieving birds

[Incomprehensible] out, sing out
Those thieving birds
Hang strung from an empty nest

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Gangsta Shit - Lyrics - 500 Degreez - Lil' Wayne

Title: Gangsta Shit
Album: 500 Degreez
Artist: Lil' Wayne
Composer(s): Christopher Dorsey, Byron O Thomas

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Lyric:
Uh-oh, uh-oh
You know how we do it
Weezy and Petey, baby
Ya'know
This here is 500 Degreez
Holla at 'em dogg

'Cuz I know I ain't dreaming, I swear to God it sound like
Petey Pablo on that track with Lil Weezy, switching it up
Fuck it, put them things on the truck
What's the name of y'all jeweler, tell 'em freeze me up
Hating me kinky licks talking so much
Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talking
You want to, you ain't built to squabble with us
I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus

I drink your water up, cool off, I'm leaving with something
They leaving you something crop stolen, an asshole heard it
Hip on purpose, Dre I did what you told me
I been acting like I don't hear ya but that shit been working
Keep me a burner, poison that I grab in the morning
'Cuz I know that that's what's gon' hold me down on this earth
A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated
I keep waiting, I hear your name in the papers

They call me young as Weezy
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown
We gon burn this bitch down to the ground
People understand that you're fucking with some motherfucking soldiers

Crazy-ass Petey
I'ma tell a nigga just like this
If you want it, boy, you sure can get it
You ain't heard
It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga

They call me gangsta gangsta, Weezy, Weezy
Lil Birdman junior, holla at ya nigga
I fuck around and throw a bottle at you nigga
I'ma big pimp, I throw a model at you nigga
Squad-ad squad up throw up the motto at you niggaz
You can mind up I throw a hollow at you nigga
And I'm so high, no, I'm too high
But a little work on a few blocks

And I put a few skirts on a few blocks
If you dirt, you feel the burst from my fuse box
Oh lordy, there nobody like me shortie
I hold Cash Money myself, it's me money
Old cats wants to test, come see shortie
I got it all hot it in the pocket I'll pop it
I riding in a 'Rarri where the top is in my pocket
That's young Weezy baby

Young as Weezy
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown
We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground
People understand that you're fucking with some motherfucking soldiers

Crazy-ass Petey
I'ma tell a nigga just like this
If you want it, boy, you sure can get it
You ain't heard
It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga

You see it's young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain
He is crazy deranged, put them blades on his thing
Just like 80 to summer
So, when the sun hit it look like baby or something
So, when I come through the ladies praise me or something
Like, Weezy's the man
If you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan

'Cuz he's 500 Degreez, I need a fan, whew
Cool me off, wipe me down, daddy is back in town
With the back of my Caddy slanted down
And the mack goes black if you ask around
Put some hash in that grass that you pass around
Then I stash a pound by my ave with rounds
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down
You can ask around and they tell you like me
There ain't nobody like me, it's Weezy baby

Young as Weezy
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown
We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground
People understand that you're fucking with some motherfucking soldiers

Crazy-ass Petey
I'ma tell a nigga just like this
If you want it, boy, you sure can get it
You ain't heard
It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga

Aiiyo see this is right here is Young Weezy nigga
Don't get it tangled and twisted
I'm in the studio right now nigga
With my boy, my nigga Boo in this bitch
My nigga hot boy album ya'know what I mean
500 Degreez, they all riding with ya boy, Fi-Fi
They gotta feel me
Birdman junior, number one stunna my partner
You know the name, bitch

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Hollow - Lyrics - Hem

Title: Hollow
Artist: Hem
Composer(s): Steven Andrew Curtis

Lyric:
Sometimes when I lay down at night
I swear I can see to heaven
For it's in dreaming that the things I always knew
Are the only thoughts I have

And when I look up at you, love
Handsome as a magazine
Wild as the sun, like nothing below
Could ever pull you down

But it's a hard road that we follow
The saddest cities, and the darkest hollows

People cross this world
Over and then back again
Never even one time lift their eyes
Or think of what they say

But I hear it in your voice, love
Like someone sweetly willing
The hope of all these years
The prayer of a time that we don't even know

But it's a hard road that we follow
The saddest cities, and the darkest hollows

But I hear it in your voice, love
The strongest sound I've ever heard
Like water from a well so deep in the ground
I'll never thirst again

But it's a hard road that we follow
The saddest cities, and the darkest hollows

And everything that's far away
And was lost from me
I see it all from here in you

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Gathering Dust - Lyrics - A Century Ends - David Gray

Title: Gathering Dust
Album: A Century Ends
Artist: David Gray
Composer(s): David Gray

Lyric:
I got no reason but that I must
Maybe I feel like I?ve been gathering dust
I must leave this harbour for the sea
I'm too young to settle down and make a home
But I don't know where I'm wanting to be
I just know I have to be there alone

Stole my time, all my time
Stole my time for you

Pale winter sun is beatin' the ground
Why'm I throwin' away the best thing that I?ve found
My young heart's in tatters and I?m sure
That it will be a long time healing
It's so hard to see what I?m doing this for
When loneliness is all that I?m feeling

Stole my time, all my time
Spend my time for you

Now the wind it is blowing, blowing leaves from the trees
I?ve got no use knowing that with time it will ease
I don't know where I'm going, hope I get there soon
'Cause my soul is hollow as the sorrowful moon
Na, na, na, na

Now the wind it is blowing, blowing leaves from the trees
I?ve got no use knowing that with time it will ease
I don't know where I'm going, hope I get there soon
'Cause my soul is hollow as the sorrowful moon
Na, na, na, na

The night is raining on my weary head
Taking me back

See the sun spread its wings of gold as the dawn unfurls
Hear the song that the moon sings to the darkened world
Feel the fire lighting in the bitter cold
See the light that shines through the windows of your soul

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